You The Dirty Slave Kiss The Sock

‘You the dirty slave. Kiss the sock!’

‘Yes mistress. At once mistress. Please don’t hurt me mistress.’

Just imagine – you are confined as a public humble head on the local sink-estate, and a beautiful East-European girl approaches you and orders you to kiss her sock. After you have performed your humiliating and degrading task, she simply walks away from you without so much as a by-your-leave, but with a justifiably smug grin on her pretty face. That’s because she, quite rightly, despises you.

Such is my humble head existence – day in and day out; 365 days a year. How would you like to be me?
















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